Chapter 1: 1

I recall today’s event.

It was a pleasant spring afternoon in the warm sunshine.

I was sitting on a park bench in my brand new blazer, drinking a can of juice. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom in the quiet, empty park. The new slide was still shining in the gentle spring sunlight. A warm spring breeze stroked my cheek gently, and the fluttering cherry blossoms petals were beautiful to the eye.

It was a peaceful spring afternoon. Except for… us.

I look next to me and see a high school girl sitting there, wearing a brand new blazer uniform just like mine.

–From the outside, do we look like… lovers?

This question popped into my mind. But I can assure you that it is not true. I can say that for sure. No matter how anyone looks at it, it does not look like a sweet moment between lovers. We have no room for such sweet and sour doubts.

Then how do we look to others?

The answer is this.

We don’t look like a couple. We look like a bunch of perverts.

And why is that?

I stare at the high school girl sitting next to me.

She is wearing a new uniform from the same high school as mine, a gray blazer with a white skirt and a white shirt inside, and the school’s black loafers and white socks up to her ankles.

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She is also wearing a plain brown paper bag over her head, and there are two holes in the front of the bag, which look like they were cut by hand, side by side. She seems to have secured her sight through the holes.

The high school girl wearing the brown paper bag is thin but over 180 centimeters tall, and even though we are sitting next to each other, she is about one head taller than me. She also has two big b*****s in front of her body, as if she had melons hidden in her uniform.

Moreover, even though it was a beautiful day, she was soaking wet with water dripping down from all over her body. The blazer and the white shirt she was wearing underneath were also soaked. Even her skirt, shoes, and socks are soaking wet.

Why is she wearing a paper bag? That’s what I want to ask.

Why is she soaking wet all over? That’s my question, too.

Her body is soaked from head to toe, and water is dripping from the hem of her uniform jacket and skirt. Of course, the paper bag was also wet, and in some places it was soaked with water, turning it a deep brown color.

But she didn’t seem to be bothered by it at all.

And as for me. I’m not as wet as her, but I’m still damp all over and I’m not wearing shoes. I am sitting on a park bench in my socks. I’m also very tired and my eyes are dead.

Oh, how did I get into this mess?

As I was thinking about this while looking at her, she suddenly noticed my gaze and tilted her head along with the paper bag, as if to say, “Do you see something on my face?”

The Big black eyes caught mine through the two holes in the paper bag

I don’t know what to say, so I turn my face away from the paper bag to escape her gaze and remember the events of the day.

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